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Oct 15
I race upon the edge of life

Days once dull now
sliced so fast

The partitioning skin opens up

Draining life's essence
into a cup

So dice another second
off

dare I turn to mourn or scoff ?

Another hour or a day

Do my words matter anyway ?

Step off
teleportation's dock

Who keeps candles hidden in a near by box ?

Forget the matches
that can't catch spark

Steps the mysteryΒ Β of the unknowingly dark
South by Southwest
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South by Southwest  Trussville , Alabama
(Trussville , Alabama)   
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